Curse the Mainframe! 366 Date Me, Please.

Dominique couldn't quite believe his ears. Did he hit himself on the head? Was he dreaming?

Who in the world could tell him what was happening right now?

When he briefly thought about the bigshot and the Neil Clan member having a whirlwind romance, this was indeed a whirlwind romance, but… with him?!

Suddenly, Rosabel's racy romance novels surfaced in his mind again.

Wait… appearing like this, didn't he seem like a hero rescuing the damsel? Dominique felt stunned by his own thoughts.

On the other hand, the Neil Clan member's face flushed red, but he didn't relinquish his grip on Dominique's arm, as if he was afraid that he would run away. He shamelessly stared at Dominique's face despite his red face.

Dominique stared at the man disbelievingly, but the blank expression on his face didn't change a single bit.

Other than the slightly wider eyes that showed how surprised he was right now it was hard to read his expression.

By now, Elias' face was truly burning, feeling like this was not the first meeting he wanted with his 'fated one'.

He always thought that they would meet each other in some sort of romantic, cheesy way that he would always look back at fondly, like those movies and novels that he read sometimes in secret.

He'd have said something sweet and sufficiently convincing in order to tell the person that he'd fallen in love at first sight, and that he wanted to court them with romance and flowers.

However, what had happened was out of his imagination. Instead of having remained calm and collected, it felt like he'd been hit with something that made all his rationality and collectedness disappear instantly.

He'd heard about what it was like to discover 'the one', but what was described lacked so many of the necessary flavours that he'd experienced in that brief moment.

The moment his eyes connected with this man's, he knew for sure that he was 'the one', and that he wanted him and only him until the day he died.

As such, every thought he had about what he would do before this flew out of his mind, leaving him with only the instinct to grab onto him to make sure he didn't disappear forever from his sights.

Even if this person was not what he'd expected as 'the one', he wouldn't have it any other way.

Dominique was confounded.

He had not experienced anything like this before, and he was actually a little lost for words right now. But he made sure to maintain his normal expression even when he was confused and didn't know how to respond.

Was this how Boss felt when random girls came up to him and confessed??

Dominique knew that, physically speaking, he was considered attractive, but his cold demeanour usually kept them at a distance.

No one had ever confessed to him. Until now, that was.

The Sin's brow furrowed a little, unsure about how to react. What if this man was related to Boss?

Dominique tried to draw back his hand, but the look of panic and reluctance on Elias' face made him soften a little inexplicably.

Then, he caught himself and ripped his hand away. What was he doing? This wasn't like him at all.

He distanced himself quickly, feeling wary. He'd originally thought that his interest had come because this man looked like Boss, but what if it was something else?

What if it was this man's Magitype?

However, when he looked closer at him, he indeed looked a lot like Boss! Was he really a Neil Clan member?

What was the proper reaction in a situation like this?

Seeing the man that he'd been waiting for all his life looking at him vigilantly, Elias knew that he'd fucked up.

He shouldn't have been so hasty.

Especially to another man.

There were some men that still didn't like to think about being with another man. Perhaps he was one of those?

Elias felt a little disheartened, but he still powered through. There wasn't much he could do besides showing his sincerity.

This man looked like the cold, stoic type, which wasn't what he expected 'the one' to be, but damn if he didn't find it attractive right now.

He couldn't take back what he'd already done, and the water was already spilled.

He recollected himself, calming himself down. "Sorry, I was too hasty just now. Will you give me a chance to prove myself?" he asked.

Dominique stared blankly at the man.

In normal circumstances, he would already have thrown this man far, far away. But he actually didn't have the urge at this time…

He was confused.

What did he do now?

Dominique stared into the man's crystalline blue eyes, and he understood that no matter how cool he was playing it now, he really did feel something for him.

No matter how collected he sounded right now, he was nervous.

However, noticing these things just astounded him further, and left him clueless. Was this man… a Cher?

Didn't they say that Chers only had one person they fell in love with at first sight their entire lives?

Then, this man's 'fated one', was him?

Seeing Dominique remain silent, Elias quickly spoke. "You might have already guessed, but I'm a Cher. You don't have to feel obligated or anything. But please give me a chance to win you over. How about it?"

Dominique continued to study how sincere Elias was.

"My name is Elias Neil. And you?"

Dominique turned around, facing the door.

Just as Elias felt a little disheartened, he heard Dominique's voice.

"Dominique Falren."

Elias' eyes sparkled.

Dominique turned back around. He was floundering. He'd never interacted with someone like this before.

He really was confused, and it was throwing him off. Did he just directly refuse, or did he accept?

Other than curiosity, he really hadn't been feeling anything. However, he was a little interested… why had he been 'paired' with this person?

Would he eventually make him feel those… softer emotions, like his father did for his mother?

All of a sudden, he felt a little tempted. Surely it wouldn't be so bad to keep this man around? It certainly didn't help to try, and it wasn't like he had anything to do now, anyway.

"Okay," Dominique said with a faint smile on hanging on his lips. Elias felt it like he'd been shot with an arrow of love. "I'll date you."

Elias blinked, dazed, before his eyes brightened. He felt a little abnormal. His emotions were completely out of sync. He certainly had not expected to experience something like this when he first woke up in the morning.

He smiled, and it was a cool, refreshing smile that did not carry any trace of heavy infatuation that Dominique often saw from the gazes directed at his Boss.

"How long?" Elias asked.

Dominique raised a brow. He thought about it.

Indeed, there should be a time limit to see whether his emotions fluctuated with this man or not. "Six months."

Elias nodded immediately. While he would have accepted whatever time limit that Dominique gave him, he was more than happy to be able to have a longer period of time in order to win him over.

After all, this was for his future happiness.

…Their future happiness?

Dominique looked away from Elias' uncomfortably sparkling eyes, feeling a little bad.

He turned his attention back to Elias, who had luckily reigned in his emotions from showing blatantly on his face. He appreciated it.

"Why are you here, anyway?"

There was a shuttered look of annoyance on Elias' face that warred with the happiness. "Dallas Biggs wants me to craft a sword for his collection. However, I've been refusing his requests over the past couple of months."

Dominique nodded just the slightest bit. It seemed like his earlier predictions were right. The bigshot here indeed wanted something from Elias.

For some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable about that.

After all, Elias was sort of considered his temporary… lover(?) now.

"So, you got captured on purpose?"

Elias nodded without any abashment. "I wanted to see what lengths he was going to. I also heard some bad rumours about him."

Dominique reassessed Elias, feeling the familiar interest start to build up again. "What are you going to do?"

Elias studied Dominique, before smiling slightly.

Chapter end

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